I roll over, my body moving to lie on Harry's back. His skin is hot against mine and I nuzzle my face into his shoulder, wrapping my arms around his chest. He remains asleep but grabs my hands, holding them close to his chest.
Our heats were very interesting. We were there for each other and I know now that he's serious about this. Harry never made sure he was first; it was always me. But when I had helped him, I did with all my care.
My eyelashes flutter against his cheek, causing his dimples to appear. Since he's still sleepy, I decide to leave him alone and rest on him, my bare back hit by the sun's rays. I've allowed myself to be seen by him willingly, but I still put my panties on after our heats. He's in his boxers, but I had found it slightly amusing how he'd moan if I had squeezed his bare bottom last night.
But we still hadn't completely mated. I'm just not ready. If we are to mate, we need to be in love. I feel as though we are on our way though; the adoration we have for each other enough to know that we could potentially fall in love.
"Mae," he mumbles, my lips pressing to his shoulder.
"Harry," I copy, lowering my voice to meet his.
"Stop. I need to sleep," he groans, my lips moving to his neck.
"You didn't need to sleep last night," I tease, his lips curved as I kiss his skin.
He starts moving and I slide off his back, his body moving over mine. His weight is heavy and I laugh, his hands holding mine down.
"There. Now I can sleep," he smiles, my lips releasing a laugh.
"Harry, get up," I say, his hands pinning me down.
"No. I quite like looking at you," he says, his body leaning up to rake his eyes over my mostly naked body.
"Stop," I groan, his hands letting mine go as he wraps his arms around my body.
"You didn't say stop last night," he retaliates, saying my words I had spoken only a few minutes ago.
"Such a boy, wolfie," I smile, wrapping my arms around his neck as he smiles.
"I'm a man, Mae. Do I have to prove it to you?" he smirks, my head nodding.
"You're too much of a boy to me," I say, shrugging my shoulders as his eyes flicker with amusement.
"Oh, you're gonna get it now," he say, burying his face in my neck and sucking on my skin. I laugh and grab the nape of his neck, feeling his lips curve against my skin.
"Stop it. I'm a man," he groans, my fingers ruffling through his messy hair.
"I know you're a man. Trust me," I blush. He definitely doesn't have a little 'thing'.
"Oh, you're thinking about me. You're blushing," he grins, my eyes rolling.
He smiles and presses his lips to mine, neither of us caring about our morning breath for it's not very existent. We only had an hour of sleep.
His hands slide up to my cheeks and I grab his wrists, his soft lips moving with mine. As we're deep in the kiss, a knock on the door sounds and Harry immediately shifts to cover me.
"What?" he grits, my lips pressing to his neck.
"We're having a pack meeting in an hour," Riker says, my lips sucking on his neck. He groans in my ear and I smile, continuing my attempt to mark him with a love-bite.
"Fine."
His response is firm, my tongue running over the newly purple skin on his neck.
"There. I claim you," I say, his eyes glinting a yellow color.
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Lone Wolf (h.s au)
Fanfiction“She was strange and beautiful and those were human qualities that I had never seen Weaved together before. She became terrifying to me, not because I feared who she was, but for the sake of love, I feared what she could do to me.” – Christopher Poi...
